ips, to
ensure my being in all right. I was conscious of a difference between
her and Charlotte, the way she lay, the size of the thighs, the quantity
of hair, and a quiescent manner, made her as different as possible from
my former sweetheart. Novelty made me think this one more delicious,
but nature would not postpone, and was impelling her as well as me; was
tightening her cunt round my prick, her body was thrilling for a spend.
I pushed as her cunt tightening, roused me, tighter was my prick grasped
within her; her arms folded across me, drew me towards her like a vice;
her belly moved up quite slowly to mine, as if to throw me off, then
moved twice or thrice as if in a spasm--a sigh, and her belly sunk down
as slowly as it had risen up, drawing my sperm into her, as she spent.

We lay without stirring, or uttering a word for a long time, supremely
happy; my prick lingered as if it intended to stop permanently in its
trap, she made no effort to dislodge it; at last it began to shrink,
then curiosity began, down went my hand between our bellies, wet as if
from a bath of gruel was my doodle and her quim. Then she spoke--the
first words uttered--"No--no--." The feel had such an effect on me,
that my prick began again to stiffen. I had with Charlotte failed
ignominiously two or three times, in a third fuck on the same day, and
feared a failure now. I kissed and felt her, as far as my hands and our
clothes would let me, she moved her bum up gently to let my hand under
it, but not a word could I get from her. "Can I do it again?" thought
I, and began pushing--yes it was stiffening, and again was that cunt
tightening. I push harder,--with a gentle heave the belly comes up, I am
off on the ride without having withdrawn; was this the fist time I had
ever been man enough to do it twice without uncunting? I think so.

The passage of privates was longer, I felt more movement in her
buttocks, her sighs were stronger, her hand moved more restlessly over
my back, our mouths got glued together. Her lips are wet, or it is
mine which are getting wet? There is a new, voluptuous sensation I never
experienced before, it delights me; I glued my lips tighter to hers,
our heaves are quicker, our sighs shorter, I feel the least bit of
her tongue touching my lips. I had never heard of that voluptuous
accompaniment of fucking, and it was to me an inspiration; shooting
out my tongue into her mouth,--hers comes out to meet it; they are
exchang